Devil Seeds

  Chapter 229 Are you also a great master? (seeking subscription)

  Ke Xiaoliang's gaze once again gathered focus.

   seems to be staring at somewhere, lost in thought.

   This time Yang Zhenzhen didn't dodge completely, but just lowered his head, his face was blushing...but he became inexplicably proud.

  Ke Xiaoliang's admiration relieved a lot of her inferiority complex caused by some positions being too majestic.

  Although shy... But she likes the way Ke Xiaoliang looks at her like that.

   You can't hide your liking for someone, so even under normal circumstances, what should be considered obscene behavior has become affectionate.

  When you think Ke Xiaoliang is still looking at the mountain, he is actually looking at another mountain.

   After all, it’s okay to adjust your mood occasionally, but you can’t adjust your mood all the time, and you become a salted fish.

  At this moment, the wind and snow on Jutua Mountain became more and more bitter and killing.

  The cold wind blowing from the barren and cold northern wilderness seemed to freeze the hazy sky.

  Thickly suppressing the ups and downs of the mountains, suppressing the emerald snow clouds of the rivers and mountains, Li Xingzhou, who has just become a grand master, is sailing in the wind freely and freely.

  His speed is fast, but he doesn't appear hasty or forced.

  The great master can control the eight qi and travel infinitely.

   It has become an instinct to move freely between the heaven and the earth.

  With strong control over the body, the flying ability of the grand master seems to slightly exceed those of the monks who can initially fly.

  Of course, compared with the various flying magic weapons and magical escape techniques of the monks, the master's control of the eight qi is a little bland and boring.

  The mountains and rivers under his feet were passing by at a fast speed, and a sense of heroism suddenly arose in Li Xingzhou's chest.

  As the lord of the Gorefiend Palace, flying has long been Li Xingzhou's instinct.

  In reality, he only needs one thought, which is enough to set off endless blood clouds, filling the mountains, rivers and the earth.

  But the soaring at this moment gave him a sense of pleasure to get rid of the shackles and break the shackles. What is more sad than not having what you want is having it and then losing it.

  From reality to the world of high martial arts, Li Xingzhou seemed to have experienced such a feeling of gaining and then losing.

  The days of being bound to the ground are extremely uncomfortable.

  Although Grandmaster can also fly, it is more like a 'big jump' while holding his breath. When that breath of true energy was exhausted, he still had to fall to the ground to take a breath, but the great master didn't need to do that.

"Since you don't want to take the head of the ancient supernatural powers to the capital to receive the reward, then proceed directly to the next step. As a disciple of Wudang, go to worship the mountain, and at the same time connect with those aboriginal martial arts people in Wudang. The secret control The monks of the Wudang faction of the Zhenwu faction are driven out from Wudang Mountain."

"In the past, your Zhenwu sect united with other sects and cut off the future of my blood demon palace. Today, I will retaliate and wipe out the Zhenwu sect from the world of high martial arts. Let all your calculations come to naught. And Wudang... It will also become the new lair of my Blood Demon Palace." Li Xingzhou thought to himself.

  Using an orthodox sect as the foundation, and then occupying the magpie's nest, allowing the Blood Demon Palace to become active again in the world of high martial arts as an orthodox sect. This is the second step of Li Xingzhou's "hidden plan".

   Only after the second step is completed, can the last step be carried out. As the leader of the righteous way, suppress the martial arts and then cut off the sky cliff to study the blood source of pollution.

  Of course at that time, he could use the polluted blood to change the blood source. The "Wudang faction" does not care about gains or losses, and is not afraid of life and death.

  The same thing, in fact, as long as it is changed a little, the influence and effect will be completely different.

  Of course, for the second step of this latent plan, Li Xingzhou's current identity is Liu Changren, and his superficial identity is indeed an outer disciple of the Wudang Sect.

   But with this kind of identity, there are a lot of them in the martial arts.

  It’s like ten people who run an **** agency, run a single gang, work in a nursing home, and are in charge of family servants. It makes sense that six of them were born in Dalin Temple.

  It is precisely because of this that there is a saying that martial arts in the world come out of Dalin.

   To put it bluntly, I spent money to find a local martial arts school opened by the Wudang sect, and learned some basic kung fu.

  Wulin big factions all use this method to gather money and increase their influence. At the same time, they are also looking for young people with truly outstanding talents to truly be included in the gate wall.

   In the same way, those big schools of practice in reality are almost the same.

  But everything depends on the word 'powerful or not'.

   It's like Liu Daer, who was doubtful whether he was really a Han family clan member. When he gained strength, he transformed into a real emperor uncle.

  'Liu Changren' has the strength of a great master, so he must be the pillar of the Wudang sect, Zhenshanshi.

   Far away, Wudang Mountain is already in sight.

   At this time, dense figures of people can also be seen on the rolling hills.

  Some are disciples of the Wudang sect...Of course, more of them are monks of the Zhenwu sect.

   There are more pilgrims going up and down the mountain.

  Beyond the heaven and the earth, in the dark, whether there is a Daoist who looks down on the heavens and is indifferent to everything is not something that Li Xingzhou can know.

  When he landed in the morning sun, in front of the resplendent Taoist palace, his deep voice had already spread throughout Wudang Mountain.

   "Liu Changren, the last student in Wudang's outer sect, came to visit the ancestral court today, and I hope that the master of Wudang will give me a face!" Li Xingzhou's voice was loud and thunderous, echoing repeatedly among the mountains.

  The vibrating aura of heaven and earth also gave birth to layer upon layer of visions.

   There are turtles and snakes manifesting, mountains and rivers as the interior, yin and yang as hidden, circling and entangled with each other.

   There is also a clear breeze and bright moon, and the ancient pines and Lingxi River are reflected in the sky, covering Wudang Mountain under the rising sun again into a dreamlike night.

   Such a vision is far beyond the master.

  But at this time, an old, but still heroic voice responded: "The honored guest is coming, and the old Taoist is on his feet to greet him. All the disciples open the Zhenwu Hall. The poor Taoist wants to sit down and discuss the Tao with this fellow Taoist!"

  During the voice, black and white aura soared into the sky and turned into a huge Taiji diagram, which was even in opposition to the numerous visions deliberately formed by Li Xingzhou.

   Moreover, because the vision displayed by this old Taoist is its fundamental image, it is crowding out the scenery of turtles and snakes, the appearance of ancient pine trees under the bright moon, from Wudang Mountain.

  Li Xingzhou was stunned at this moment.

  Because he sensed the owner of that vision, he didn't seem to be much behind him in terms of cultivation.

  Maybe a little later than his breakthrough... but it is only the difference between the front and back feet.

   "Poverty Daoist Zhang Sanfeng, I have met fellow Taoists!" An old Taoist priest in white robes came out of a quaint Taoist hut in the back mountain and said to Li Xingzhou.

   Li Xingzhou had already reached the point of his mouth, but was choked.

  At this moment, he only has question marks all over his head.

"Hahaha... As I expected, Daoist Zhang is the first in the world, and he has broken through the realm of a great master. It's really gratifying!" Li Xingzhou almost gritted his teeth, and said this at the same time Thinking in my heart... How likely is it to go to Dalin Temple now and become a monk.

Zhang Sanfeng has a childish face, like stepping on a ladder in the air, he swayed straight up and stood opposite Li Xingzhou: "This time is also thanks to my new recruits, if they hadn't tried their best to save the old man from the old devil's knife, A poor Taoist will not retreat and heal his wounds, and then he will make a breakthrough with sudden inspiration and enter the realm of a great master."

  The bitterness in Li Xingzhou's mouth was about to overflow.

  At this time...he couldn't even say the words that finally shook the "foundation" of Zhenwuzong and reminded Zhang Sanfeng to be careful of his family.

   After all, if you lose the power of high strength, you will inevitably have to be wary of the principle of "unfamiliarity".

   Besides, Zhang Sanfeng has made it clear that those newly recruited disciples have saved his life....

   There is another update in the morning, please wait a moment!

  (end of this chapter)